Carl Ross: Hot lips secretary

"Now what?" he asked.

"Come here and lie down," she said, motioning for him to lie next to her on the grass. He lay down, and she began licking his belly and all the sensitive flesh along his sides, and over his thighs. He shivered and felt fingers of aching pleasure clawing inside his balls.

Her tongue licked him and worked over him eagerly, and she felt fiery trembles of ecstasy herself as she tasted his hot flesh and ran her tongue through his curly little cock hairs.

Then she reached his balls, and she took one of them right inside her mouth, sucking it softly, and playing her fingers over his loins at the same time.

Her hand went to his cock, grasped hold of it, filling her fingers with its rubbery, resilient meat, and squeezed it tightly.

Susan's tongue was licking over one nut, completely inside her mouth. He felt the warmth surging all through his loins as she teased him.

After a while, she could wait no longer, her passion rising to a fever, her temples pounding, her breath coming in short gasps.

She licked her way up over his balls, to the base of his cock in circles, around and around that throbbing shaft, all the way from the bottom to the top. Then she circled that little ridge at the base of his cockhead, tingling him with the tip of her rigid tongue.

When she licked over those sweet cheeks on the underside of his cockhead, he felt a tingling sensation pierce through his shaft and he cried out in agonized rapture.

"Ohhh, God, Susan! Ohh, that feels fantastic!"

His words soared through her brain, and she knew there was no turning back for her now. She wanted to give him the ultimate pleasure.

Even though she had never sucked a cock before, she seemed to be born to it, having an innate sense that told her what to do.

Her soft lips went to his cockhead and circled it like a ring of moisture and warmth. She took it all inside her mouth.

She slid her head down slowly, swallowing his pounding shaft, and felt a dizziness in her head. It was a gnawing, delicious ache in her cunt that told her she was doing the right thing. She was more excited than she had ever been in her life.

And apparently Ronnie was, too. He moaned and cried out softly. His prick was hard and straining, throbbing so violently that she knew what she was doing was more than just pleasant to him.

She had always wandered what a cock tasted like, and she was pleased to find that Ronnie's had a sort of musky, very slightly salty taste. It had a pulse beat all its own. She remembered practicing a few times on hot dogs and candles and things like that in her room, but this was entirely different.

His prick was alive! It had feelings and sensations and responses. It was full of anxiety and tension and need. His cock pounded hard and she was so excited by it that she almost came.

She began to suck him faster and faster as the passion dwelling within her grew hotter and hotter.

Her long, red tresses whirled and flew around her face as she twisted her head and swooped up and down on his thundering shaft.

Her fingers grasped his balls and fondled them avidly, kneading and massaging that sweet, soft sack, rolling the balls between her fingers and making him so hot she thought she would go insane.

Ron was twisting his ass around, shoving his hips and cock up and down in rhythm with her sucking. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open. He obviously was in another world as she feverishly licked and sucked on him.

"God, it's good, Susan," he murmured. "I didn't think you'd do this. God, it's good!"

She was deliriously happy that she was bringing him pleasure. Her whole body grew warmer and warmer. A flush of blissful satisfaction swept over her from head to toe.

Her pussy was getting very syrupy and her cunt juices were leaking into her panties. She knew that when she finished with the blowjob, she was going to have all she could do to keep him from fucking her, whether she had any protection or not.

As she felt his hard prick between her lips, she could imagine how good it would feel inside her cunt. She had an overwhelming desire to drop his cock at that moment, rip off her panties, and straddle him right there.

But she held off, and took his prick deep down into her throat in long, sucking strokes. She licked it all the way with her quickly flicking tongue. She brought him closer and closer to that magic moment when he would let his cream fly.

She planned to take it in her mouth, but she would spit out the cum, she told herself. Her girl friend, Nancy Brewer, had told her she could get pregnant by swallowing it. She didn't think that was true, but she wasn't going to take any chances.

Besides, if she swallowed it on the first date, it would make Ronnie think she was too easy. After all, that was really going all the way. She couldn't take a chance on ruining her reputation completely.

She was also anxious to know what Ronnie's cum tasted like. She'd heard all sorts of wild things at school. The girls were always talking about it. Some said it was like chocolate. Others said it tasted like good wine. Someone once said it was like lemon sauce. And she'd heard beef gravy, and honey, and salt water, and sugar water – so many stories she didn't believe any of them.

She thought half of the girls who told the stories had never even had a cock in their mouths, but just wanted to show off and act big.

Tonight she was going to find out for herself, and it wasn't going to be long. Ronnie was getting awfully squirmy, and was moaning louder and louder, and Susan thought he was going to pop his load any second now.

She started sucking him really hard and fast, up on her knees, slaving over him, her lips trembly, her cunt aching and her tits jangling with excitement.

She worked her head over his hot, hard prick in a frenzy of motion, and he suddenly lurched and cried out: "Now, Susan! Now, baby! I'm coming!"

Ronnie's body sprang up like a jack-in-the-box, his shoulders still pinned to the ground. But his belly, his pelvis, and his throbbing, exploding cock shot up nearly a foot off the ground, trembling, quivering with ecstasy, as he hurtled his hot load of cum deep inside Susan's hot lips.

They were both shuddering and ecstatic. Ronnie strained and arched his back, his head rolling on the pass, his feet planted squarely on the pound, his mid-section suspended in air.

Susan, who had been bending far over him, loving his pecker to death, had to pull up sharply to avoid being choked completely as he drove his pecker into her throat.

She didn't miss a stroke. His cock stayed firmly imbedded in her soft throat. She sucked him with rapid, hungry laps, giving him so much suction he thought she would pull the marrow from his bones.

She stretched her soft lips far down on his cock, stroking him in long, loving, feverish strokes, and squeezed his balls all the time. She pulled from him every drop that his hot, young body could possibly give her.

And it was plenty. He was virtually at the peak of his lifetime sex drive. He manufactured cum in those hot balls of his very quickly. He hadn't gotten off in over a week, and when he came this time, it seemed like a bucketful.

The hot cream swirled in Susan's mouth and she thought she would faint from the delirious excitement it created in her.

Her body shuddered. By this time her pussy was drenched in her own juices which flowed out in a stream, and she hadn't even had an orgasm!

She kept swallowing his cream as he spewed it out, jerking in spasms of ecstasy. His cock was at least seven inches long, Susan estimated, and she strived to get every last bit of it inside her hot mouth.

It nudged against the walls of her throat and filled her with desire like she had never known.